Danganronpa R: Beyond Hope and The Shadow of Despair [DISCONTINUED]

Prologue Part 1 Rewrite

 "Ngh..." A small groan escaped my lips. My voice sounds scratchy and rough like someone scraping a broom across concrete. My throat was dry and I felt some mucus at the back of it. I needed water, bad. I forced my upper half of my body upward from the stiff surface my head was resting on. My eyes fluttered open as I stared down. It only took a second to process what I was staring at. A wooden desk. An average wooden desk that you'd find at any typical high school... I rubbed my eyes and fluttered them again. But this isn't my desk... This isn't even the type of desk my school uses.

"What?!" I nearly coughed out a lung. I jumped out of the chair I was sitting on. My head swerved around the room. A podium! But... It's not the same model as the one in my class. A blackboard? But... My school uses whiteboards now! A bulletin board? My classroom doesn't even have that! The only thing here that's even close to matching my classroom would be the monitor up on the wall- My eyes locked on something else that was strange. Something that made my voice quake.

"A... Camera...?" A high-quality security camera. I heard an audible whirl as the camera seemed focused on me. I took a step to the left... The camera followed. I stepped back to the right... It was staring at me. It was as if it was a lion about to pounce on a timid little mouse. I looked back around the room one more time only to find it empty... Just me... Myself... And whoever was behind that camera...

"Where... Am I?..." That question... It was almost as if I opened up Pandora's box. A stabbing feeling pierced my brain. I would've hit the ground if I didn't catch myself on my desk. That stab turned into a slice as the pain began to travel around my body. Like someone dragging a knife gruesomely across some raw meat. I shuddered as if the room suddenly got twenty degrees cooler. I felt my breath hastened as a crushing feeling.

"Finally found .... I thought she ... gonna ... .... there for . ......."

A man's voice I never knew echoed through my head. Finally found what?! My head felt like it was gonna explode! I needed to calm down! CALM DOWN!! I flipped myself upward and stared up at the light above me. I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. When I opened them, I saw the sun above me... With some clouds... And... I'm laying in a field of flowers... Buttercups... Red, yellow, and white. Their scent filled my nostrils as I closed my eyes one more time. I let out a deep sigh. Then I slapped both my cheeks. Twice. I stood up and shook my head. I opened my eyes again. I was back in that unfamiliar classroom. There... I'm calm... See... Everything is fine... We're just in some strange school, sleeping on a strange desk, with no one else around... I bit my lip as I slapped my cheeks again, this time, I felt them heat up.

"Ugh... Come on girl, You're supposed to be a Naegi!" That's right... I'm a Naegi... I... am Naegi Kanna! I have to be just like Naegi Makoto! I have to be just like the Ultimate Hope! I began to jump in place as I pumped my fist in the air. Just keep on moving! I can't just freak out at something like this!

"H.y... Wa..h wh..e y... g..ng...!" My eyes widened as my ears perked up. There are more people here! That voice... It was a girl's... Wasn't it? It sounded somewhat familiar.

"... S..ry." A boy's voice. But this one isn't familiar at all. I glanced around the room to find out where the voice was coming from.

"Wh.t i. th..?!" The girl again. Her voice was more high pitched. This time I found the source. Just beyond the door. I began to tiptoe toward it.

"W-W..t?! T.is- It. not wh.t it lo.ks li..!" The boy sounded more distressed.

"Stay aw.. Fr.m me!" I placed my ear against the door.

"Hey! Back off!" I raised the brow. Another boy? Or... was the boy's voice more... gruff than I first thought?

"You back off perverts! Do you know who I am?!" My eyes widened as my lips pursed. Perverts?! Dear god, please don't tell me I was kidnapped and put into some freak human trafficking ring! I poked my head out of the class room and turned to where I heard the voices. There I saw three people, all seemingly about my age. A fit boy with darker skin, a goatee, and piercings was up in the girl's face. Another boy with a bowl cut who looked like a skeleton was scrambling across the floor picking up pieces of paper and stuffing them into his bag. The mature-looking girl with golden, drill-like curls took a step back from the bows as I heard her audibly tsk with disgust.